The other day we came across this supersized contact lens ad on MySpace. The banner lets users swap the eye colours of the featured model, and even change the model herself. Choose from ethnically unambiguous options like Gabriela (at left), Jada and Kate.

You can also upload a picture of yourself, the better to gauge how to improve on nature with pupil shades in Sterling Gray, Brilliant Blue and Gemstone Green.

We were all, "Ooh! Engagement features!" -- a trite enough inclusion, but certainly worth a few minutes' distraction. Hopefully one day we'll be able to customize our children this way.

To aid the launch of its 308 Coupe Cabriolet, Peugeot commissioned female electric string quartet, Bond, to arrange the classical work Four Seasons. You can check out the arrangement here. And you can see the ad here. It's really quite good. The music, that is.

And that's all Intel has to say about that. Oh, and as an addendum: "Our rock stars aren't like your rock stars" -- which is also the name of this campaign, which we so far think is fantastic, because we're members of the Revenge of the Nerds! techieverse.

ArnoldNYC partnered with Stardust Studios to develop "A State of Mouth," a bizarre :15 spot in which a friendly-enough-looking guy pops an icebreaker into his mouth and turns into some psychedelic spaghetti-headed Picasso thing.

The last frame is especially WTFtastic -- dude appears to be crying icicles.

We do not understand. It was neat watching the animation eat his face though. That's some seriously magic clown makeup.

In the spot, Ozzy makes almost-funny jokes about how the phone is more attuned to his needs than previous human assistants, which respectively had hearing problems (for obvious reasons) and kept odd hours (the daytime ones).

It is surprisingly not horrible. But in the event that brands race out right now with a mad hankering to book a seat on the Ozzy train, we're at pains to remind you he's got a full docket: World of Warcraft'salready aboard, plus Samsung's planning still more spots.

The one-time dauphin-of-Darkness must be a helluva prince to work with.

After 20 years of riding its existing array of brands, Mars introduces a new candy bar: the Fling, a skinny, "shimmering" (wait, what?) 85-calorie chocolate "finger" whose packaging is hot pink and whose creative invites you to "pleasure yourself."

Just not beyond a PG-13 rating. We just watched the first-ever ad, the first 15 seconds of which gave us that embarrassed schoolgirl flush: two pairs of legs in a dressing room, making motions and noises as if they're doing The Do.

The camera pans over the tops of the rooms, revealing the frisky couple is not a couple at all. The man is in a separate room, grunting as he struggles with clothing that's two sizes too small; and the woman, who's finished shimmying into a tiny dress, moans with quiet glee as she collapses into a seat and pleasures herself with one of Fling's, uh, fingers.

Brunton promotes its futuristic camping gear (grills, solar panels and the like) by riffing off imagery that looks suspiciously like the covers of paperback science fiction novels -- particularly those of the Asimov persuasion.

The hope is to tie all those chromey, multi-use bells and whistles back to nature, which is what camping's all about, really. (Why pack the oil lanterns when you have JETPACKS?!!!) Work by Cultivator Advertising & Design/Denver; variants here and here.